Lyrics:
you know how talkin'
On a Sprint feel 40 bang on him
I give him that Shawn Kemp feel
How the dog house in ya backyard got a
Backyard and you strugglin'
a little island of my very own
I got a frog, a dog with a solid gold bone
An accountant to account the amount I spent
Got a treaty with Tahiti 'cause I
really, really want to be your friend
But just a little faith is all we need
I don't want no dog eat dog world for you and me
Get your nails out, stop
and flexed like a boss (Boss)
I act like a bad boy king, but I'm really peaceful, I listen to reggae
Understand that looks can deceive, I play Bob Marley, I
quick times
To save lives
By that last line I mean specifically mine
NY don't sleep and now neither can I
Until I write some brand new career changing
You cannot compare
Cause we are not the same
You niggas lame
Fish scale when I weigh it up
And I'm lane the lane
In the brand new thing
Six gear you
a brand new shoe
People hate the truth when they aint true, cuz all I see
All I see is followers, thats why im leading by example, lead by example
All I see
when homie runs up with them dreads
Listen dog quit jumpin and try to hump my leg
Who comes first my chick Humpty Dumpty crack her egg
Dont get caught
man Swann, the buddah junkie
[Rock] When you come through the door, what do you see?
[Lidu Rock] Lidu Rock, Twany Ranks, and D-O-G
[Rock] If you come
nigga we did we went and we got
We did it alone by ourselves
Little help from E eternal we will him will neva forget him
Know now for wealth
Stood our
bed with the dean of admissions
But they don't like to listen
This school's taught differently than golfers on the fairway
No more talking, only
Uh, I used to be trippin' like a motherfucker (uh)
That's 'cause I ain't listen to a motherfucker
Used to take a Crush and pour a six up in that
I been hypocritical saying I'm never cynical
But since I was a little one I made it all about me
How do I live up to my high standards?
for life
So we can chill and have a little fun
So we can chill and have some little ones
So we can chill until our living's done
Listen to me
shit is really tight
And what be motivating y'all to grab the pen and write
Listen here little bitch, I'm the killer in disguise
Twiztid muthafucka
shit is really tight
And what be motivating y'all to grab the pen and write
Listen here little bitch, I'm the killer in disguise
Twiztid muthafucka
should make it himself
And quit fuckin' judgin' every-fuckin'-body else
Anyway, all we trying to say is that our brand ass LP is headed your way
A little
little girl, she shouldn't listen to these lyrics
That's why I glued her headphones to her ear to make sure she hear it
If rap don't work, I'm startin'
little girl, she shouldn't listen to these lyrics
That's why I glued her headphones to her ear to make sure she hear it
If rap don't work, I'm startin'
Take a hit of my tricks
These lyrics spit out the tip of my lips
Sound like magic
These thoughts are shots a little bit like tomahawks rapid while
watch it at mine on a brand new 42 inch 3D HD TV
I just scored.”
Gil Scott-Heron’s turning in his grave, and it’s barely cold.
Dark Dog Days, Dark Dog
fuckin' mouth (he won't)
Live at the Oscars, you can't make up this story
Her boo August Alsina got beat up by Tory
Jada probably called him to see if he
got loose from the dog pound
Little pup was shaking in they boots
Shiver me timber
Send me back to they roots
Pussy boy you can't out run the truth
the candles out today
Living on the couch
Oscar the grouch (yeah)
Weed by the pound (yeah)
Jam with the sounds
Leaving my town today
Pack my stuff and move away
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